A veiled world

A bit of history

Benjamin Klass, a
wealthy and influential businessman, had always been fascinated with
veiled women. His fetish was so great, he used to make frequent trips
to Arab nations just to get a glimpse of the veiled women there. It
was during one of his internet browsing sessions, that he found a
site that catered to his fetishes. The site was Tales of the Veils.
Veiling stories, news, images abounded the site. Benjamin, inspired
by the real life-like stories, drew inspiration from the fictional
accounts and hatched a plan. The plan, as it was later named and
glorified as the "The Founding" led to the creation of
Veiled Community International.

Benjamin introduced
an offer, promotion and hike to all the women in his organization,
who would adopt veiling in company premises. The incentives trumped
the discomfort caused by veiling and the practice became an instant
hit. The organization's profits soared as men became focused on their
work instead of ogling and impressing women. Women employees became
focused on work instead of trying to look pretty for the men. So
effective was the move, that other organizations started implementing
their own version of the move. Within a year, most of the world's
professional workspace had transitioned to this culture.

Now, Benjamin
implemented the second phase of his plan. Introducing the veiling
lifestyle to the masses, to the residential life. To do this, he
first introduced veiling to the upper class society. Over a series of
parties, hosted at his mansion, he paraded models and waitresses
wearing veils. Several high society ladies had come wearing thin,
almost see-through veils. Benjamin was infuriated by the sheer
disrespect of the veil, however, persisted with this approach.
Slowly, as the veils became more of a fashion statement, they became
more normal in his parties. The trend also caught with other
influential people and the foundation for what would later be called
"Veiled Community International" was laid.

With the
influential and wealthy wholeheartedly adopting a veiled lifestyle
for women, the veil became a symbol of a person's prestige and social
standing. The more restricting the veil, the wealthy the person. A
woman, who very strictly restricted her movements beneath the veil,
showed the family's power. The veils, however, were not restricted to
only one gender. Even men, who had feminine tendencies (more
naturally called crossdressers or transvestite) also adopted veils.
Such households, which had a female superior, would see the men in
hobbling dresses, veiled and gagged, being paraded over the parties.

Benjamin, as a
founder of the Veiled Community International, created a board of
directors for the community. They were responsible for maintaining
the veiling practice within the influential and upper class strata of
the society. As such, a new lifestyle got introduced among the
wealthy and veiling became a way of life for the higher class and
wealthy society.

A restrictive
wedding night

One could not argue
that, Julius Kuren was the happiest man on the planet. Today, he was
going to marry Veronica, whom he had courted for over a year in a
modest wedding planned by her parents in a chapel. Veronica was the
daughter of Richard and Fatima Lax. Fatima was a Muslim immigrant who
had fallen in love with Richard Lax, who was the CEO of the company
where Fatima worked. Unbeknownst to Fatima, Richard had been a long
time member of the Veiled Community International (VCI). Thus,
marrying Richard had only made Fatima dress as strictly as possible
beneath her veils and normally she carried a contingent of maids to
help with her daily tasks.

Today, however, was
Veronica's lucky day and as such Fatima had let go of her
restrictions and donned a designer green abaya. Her head was covered
in an equally stunning niqab. Her gloved hands were held in Richard's
as she awaited the arrival of her daughter, Veronica. Inside the
niqab however, Fatima was wearing a severe leather hood, which
compressed the face. Her vision was clear, as Fatima wanted to
witness the big day of her daughter.

Julius on the other
hand, had dressed in a white blazer, with black pants. He sported
designer shoes and he had made good use of his money to look
absolutely modest on the big day. Julius was an orphan who had lost
his parents quite early in his life. But, rather than lose hope and
forget about his life, Julius worked hard and at quite a young age
landed a job in a small time IT company. Over the next few years, he
worked hard, learned new things and eventually he started his own
organization. Julius knew that he would need a lot of capital to
sustain such a big organization. So he enlisted the help of the VCI.
He approved to become a part of the community circle and in return
got a huge boost from the VCI community.

It was there, that
Richard got to know about the up and coming businessman, who had made
it big at such a young age. Acquaintance became friendship and
friendship turned to a trustworthy relation. In just two years of
starting a new organization, Julius had helped Richard make a profit
of hundred million dollars. It was during this time, that Richard
asked Julius if he would like to meet his daughter Veronica.

Veronica had just
returned from the Middle East, where she had been pursuing her
education. The education was focused on house making, as Richard was
of the view that women should remain at home to take care of the
family. Fatima, who had had a conservative upbringing also supported
his decision and as soon as Veronica had hit puberty, she was packed
off to the Middle East, to live with her maternal uncle's family and
learn to run a house.

Veronica's
training, at her maternal uncle's house, had really changed her.
Veronica, now became shy and observant. She also took up voluntarily
gagging herself so as to not hurt or tempt the males in the house.
Veronica learned knitting and cooking while veiled. She also learned
about various bondage instruments and positions as she helped the
women of house in getting ready for the day. In the five years that
she remained with her maternal uncle, Veronica had become a pious
muslimah, even though she was not technically a Muslim.

Julius and Veronica
met each other almost daily during their courting period. Veronica
was always the silent one. She was always the veiled one. Julius was
a level headed man. He had known that when he joined the VCI
community, women would be modest and veiled. He accepted the fact and
relished their modesty, their meekness, their shy yet observant
nature. He was happy that he could get to know Veronica at an
intimate level and not become carried away by her beauty and form.
Thus, one day, after a year of courting, Julius formally asked
Richard, for Veronica's hand in marriage.

A hush fell through
the crowd as the bride slowly made her way to the altar. Dressed in
complete white, Veronica was a sight to behold. A long dress, which
became narrower from the hips to her feet hobbled her high heeled
feet. A long train, trailed behind her dress. Her arms, were held
close to her body by a white straightjacket. Her head held high by a
diamond studded posture collar. However the most striking and
beautiful fact about Veronica was the smooth white latex hood that
graced her head. It only had two openings for her nostrils and rest
of it was white milkiness. It was covered by a thick white veil, that
had been fixed on her head. The veil only provided a small glimpse of
the hooded head.

It took some time
for a hobbled Veronica to reach the altar. Julius was already at his
place, waiting for her. As Veronica reached the stage, she was
heaving through her nostrils. Her ample breasts were moving up and
down with each torturous breath. Veronica had been put in a
restricting bone corset, which constricted her waist and led to
laboured breathing. She was quite grateful when at last she stopped.
Veronica waited in a whitish darkness. She could not see as there
were no eye holes for her hood. And she could not speak about her
distress as her mouth was stuffed with a huge white ball gag. She
could, however, hear the priest reciting the vows. For each vow, her
recorded voice would say 'I do' as Veronica virtually signed her life
away to Julius.

Veronica's
assessment of Julius was not all bad. He was good looking, as she had
seen his photo in a newspaper. He was polite and a gentleman. He
always took care of her and listened carefully for all her needs.
Veronica was sure she would be happy with him. But, she still felt
something was missing. Veronica hoped, though, that the letter she
had written to Julius would help fix the missing thing.

Soon the vows were
done and there was a great applause. Veronica felt Julius's lips
kissing her ball gag. Veronica tried to get her lips together to
touch his lips, but to no avail. The gag had quite rigidly kept her
mouth open. Veronica felt a tug on her bound hands and she was led
somewhere and seated at last.

'Heaven' Veronica
thought. Her feet were killing her.

Julius saw his
hooded and veiled wife, sitting perched on a straight backed chair in
the corner of the hall. Julius felt pity at times for the role women
had been delegated to, at such an important day of their life.
Julius, however, refused to get bogged down by the negative thoughts
and thoroughly enjoyed the dinner. He mingled with people and
remained with Richard and Fatima till the end of the day, when every
friend and member had left the hall.

"Come Julius,
we will retire to the study and allow Fatima to make Veronica ready
for her big night." Richard said, and escorted Julius from the
chapel.

Fatima helped
Veronica get up and started slowly escorting her to the room
designated for the wedding night.

"Veronica
dear, I know you can hear me. Do you really want to continue without
drinks and food?" Fatima asked.

Veronica tried to
nod her head. Since Fatima did not ask any further questions,
Veronica assumed that her mother had accepted her reply.

"Alright, I
will leave the letter that you wanted to give to Julius here on the
table. Good luck dear" Fatima said and left.

For how much time
Veronica sat alone and in restrictions she did not know. But, after
some time the door opened and closed. Veronica once again felt lips
on her gag. Veronica tried to lean into Julius, but he moved away
from her.

"Not so soon
wifey. I see, you have left a letter for me."

Veronica heard him
opening the letter. She felt a wetness in her pussy with the
anticipation of what the contents of the letter would mean for her
life and their marriage. Julius began reading.

'My dear
husband,

Enclosed in this
letter you will find a legal document and a note. You are now reading
the note. I will try to summarize my wishes and want you to know that
the contract describes the wishes in detail.

From the time
that I have returned from my training in the middle east, I have felt
that something is missing. But, in the whirlwind of courting you and
then the marriage I somehow stopped searching for it. But do not
worry, as I have found what I was missing and hope dearly, that you
as my loving husband will fulfill my wishes.

These are my
wishes:

24/7 bondage
and veiling

A maid be
kept for my daily duties. As my constant restricted state would not
allow for daily duties.

I be
constantly kept in sexual arousal and frustration.

This may seem
the hardest of all choices for you my dear. I have seen you love me,
for what I am and not for what I look. I fear I will lose you if you
see me change and become less beautiful with age, thus it is my wish
to always remain hooded and veiled till my death.

I have signed
the contract mentioning the above points and a few more points and
enclosed it with the letter.

Your dear wife,

Veronica.'

Julius was silent
for some time. Veronica felt she has broken her marriage even before
it was consummated. Tears of sorrow started forming in her eyes
beneath the hood.

"Your wishes
are my commands, dear wife. I promise you today that I will do
everything in my power to make all of your wishes come true."
Julius said, emphatically from his position.

'mmmmmmmmmmm ---
mmmmmmmmm' Veronica moaned in happiness.

Thereafter, Julius
carefully stripped Veronica. First, the high heels were removed. Then
the straightjacket. Then, sensually Julius removed her dress.

Veronica, held her
breath, as Julius explored her sumptuous body. Her breath hitched
every time his touch hovered over her nipples or her pussy. However,
more than that, there was an elation. Julius did not even try to
remove her posture collar, her hood or the veil. He touched her
hooded face through the veil. He lifted the veil and kissed all over
her face. But, for the remainder of the night Veronica remained blind
and gagged, only aware of the pleasant sensations that Julius
provided her with his ample manhood.

After enjoying the
sensations and fruits of sex both of them drifted off to sleep.

********

A truly restrictive
married life awaited Veronica in the future and Veronica was going to
enjoy every bit of it with Julius.